Wang Chongyang also had a gloomy face, thinking that he was the number one in the world, even though there were many top masters in Huashan Lunjian that time, but today he was embarrassed in front of a younger generation, the key is that he lost the test just now, so he has no confidence to refute .
Fortunately, these years of self-cultivation, Wang Chongyang's temper is much better than it was decades ago, otherwise, with the competitive temper back then, he would definitely have to pull the opponent to try again.
Wang Chongyang coughed twice, and directly took off the mask on his face, revealing a clear face.
Even if looking at him is not pleasing to the eye, Song Qing has to admit that even at this age, the brows are still full of heroism, which makes people feel a sense of immortality and independence. .
~±~±~±, ∷.▼≧.＋ "No wonder Lin Chaoying was so fascinated back then. This guy must have been a terribly handsome male god when he was young." Song Qing couldn't help but slander.
"Huh?" The little dragon girl who was leaning on the boulder looked at him carefully, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "You look like Wang Chongyang." Every time the disciples of the ancient tomb look at Wang Chongyang's portrait Spit, although the portrait is only from the back, but there is a frontal portrait of him in the main hall of Chongyang Palace, how can Xiao Longnu not recognize him after entering and leaving Chongyang Palace so many times
She was pure-hearted and didn't have any concerns because of the other party's reputation, not to mention that the descendants of the Ancient Tomb School never liked Wang Chongyang, so she called him by his first name.
Wang Chongyang was also taken aback, then smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I am Wang Chongyang."
"Aren't you dead?" Xiao Longnv stared at him blankly. In her heart, Wang Chongyang and the patriarch mother-in-law were of the same generation. She had always thought that he was dead, but now he appeared in front of him alive. It is not surprising that there is a ghost. .
Wang Chongyang didn't think it was disobedient: "It's a long story."
Then he looked at Song Qing and said, "I'm here specially to wait for you."
"Wait for me?" Song Qing was secretly on guard, knowing that Wang Chongyang hated the Jinren deeply, and that the other party was desperate to hunt and kill him, that would be really wronged.
Noticing Song Qing's reaction, Wang Chongyang frowned: "Don't worry too much, I'm not trying to kill you."
"Then what do you want to do?" Song Qing didn't relax his vigilance, after all, he only had one life, and the person opposite had the ability to threaten his safety.
Wang Chongyang didn't answer directly, but looked at his face impatiently: "I took off the mask on my own initiative, why don't you dare to show your true colors to others?"
Song Qing was startled: "Do you know who I am?" He boasted that his disguise technique had reached its peak, and if he hadn't known about it in advance, he would never have failed to see any flaws.
Wang Chongyang nodded: "I didn't see it at first, but when I think about it later, I have taught all the masters in the Kingdom of Jin back then. No one has such good martial arts as you, and it is even more impossible to teach such an outstanding disciple like you. Moreover, your martial art combines the strengths of Buddhism and Taoism, and the Buddha lineage does not originate from Shaolin, but should come from Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, which is completely different from the Jin Kingdom."
Song Qing couldn't help admiring, Wang Chongyang really deserved to be Wang Chongyang, he could clearly figure out the source of his kung fu at this moment, you must know that most people only know that he knows Taoist kung fu, except for those who are very close to him, no one knows He has learned the Kung Fu of Tibetan Tantra.
"But just because of this, it's hard to judge my identity." Song Qing said in a deep voice.
"Naturally," Wang Chongyang replied, "It's mainly because you know the "Nine Yin Manual"."
""Nine Yin Scriptures"?" Song Qing was a little puzzled. Although the "Nine Yin Scriptures" are not bad, they are still widely spread.
Wang Chongyang smiled and said: "Although the "Nine Yin Manual" has flowed to many places, I happen to know the general direction. The east evil, the west poison, the south emperor, and the north beggar are all more or less except Dongxie Huang Yaoshi; my junior brother Zhou Botong also ; and Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife; the descendants of the Ancient Tomb Sect may also be there; the Song Dynasty has a branch of Jianshanyuan; the rest seems to be only the head of the Emei Sect Zhou Zhiruo and her husband Song Qing."
After Wang Chongyang finished speaking, he stared straight at Song Qing.
Xiao Longnv also looked back at him in surprise: "Are you... brother-in-law?"
No wonder there was something familiar about him...
Xiao Longnv was seriously injured at this time and was dying. Relatively speaking, she became a little weaker. She thought that she would die silently in the mountains and fields, and she would never see her again. When she was mourning her passing, she suddenly saw a Dear ones, it is natural to turn sadness into joy.
She is helpless in this world, besides Yang Guo, there are only two senior sisters who can be regarded as relatives. Li Mochou has always been at odds with her. Eldest sister, gentle and kind-hearted, although they didn't get along for a long time, Xiaolongnv was very close to her.
In addition, Song Qing stood up for her in the inn, helped her fend off Mongolian masters, and even killed Zhao Zhijing for her, so Xiao Longnv also had a good impression of this cheap brother-in-law.
Being stared at by Xiao Longnv's eyes as clear as water, Song Qing couldn't bear to hide it from her anymore, took off the mask, and smiled at her: "Junior Sister, long time no see."
Seeing the handsome face in front of her, Xiao Longnu couldn't help but blushed slightly, and the scene of him and the senior sister messing around with her that night, especially when he was still holding her hand, seemed to be able to feel it even now. to the warmth of his palm.
"Little Junior Sister? You are also from the Ancient Tomb Sect." Now it was Wang Chongyang's turn to be puzzled, and his face turned ugly. Back then, he had fought with Lin Chaoying all his life, but in the end he even beat the other party's heirs. However, where to put this old face.
Song Qing shook his head and said: "I am not from the ancient tomb, but I have a lot of connection with the ancient tomb sect."
Only then did Wang Chongyang feel relieved. At this time, the roar of the golden soldiers could be faintly heard from the foot of the mountain. He knew that the soldiers below the mountain were about to attack the Chongyang Palace, so he couldn't help frowning and said, "Time is running out, so I'll make a long story short."
"When I failed in the fight against gold, I couldn't help but feel disheartened. What's more frightening is that I couldn't see any hope, so I simply faked my death and escaped, and I have been living in seclusion in Jiangnan ever since."
"Jiangnan?" Song Qing's eyes moved slightly, wondering where Wang Chongyang would be hiding, the mountains, the capital, or... the court
"Originally, I had made up my mind that I would never return to the Central Plains in this life, but not long ago, I accidentally learned from Yingluo that there was a young hero who was not only world-class in martial arts, but also lurking in the Great Jin Dynasty Hall, turning his hands into clouds and rain. I feel itchy, so I went north to take a look." Wang Chongyang looked at him thoughtfully.
"The girl in the yellow shirt?" Song Qing's heart moved. Could it be that the Kung Fu of the girl in the yellow shirt was taught by Wang Chongyang, but she asked with a smile on her face, "Is she really praising me like that?"
Seeing his tired expression, Wang Chongyang couldn't help being a little amused: "There are a lot of things that scold you, do you want to hear it?"
"Forget it." Song Qing hurriedly shook her head. It would be fine if the woman in yellow shirt scolded her face to face, but being scolded by a beautiful woman's clear and delicate voice is not only painless, but a kind of enjoyment, but if Wang Chongyang, a bad old man, repeats it, It would be too dull.
Only then did Wang Chongyang continue: "That's why I thought of going to Daxing Mansion to see how a young hero could be praised like that by that girl, but when I walked halfway, I heard that the Jin Kingdom's court sent a large army to encircle and suppress Quanzhen. Teach, I was worried, so I stopped by to take a look, I didn't expect to meet you here."
Wang Chongyang paused, and gave him a meaningful look: "I didn't expect you to be better than Yingluo's description."
"Senior, thank you." Song Qing smiled modestly. He could pretend not to know each other before, but now that the two parties have made their identities clear, the face that should be given is still given.
"What's the name of your move just now?" Until now, Wang Chongyang didn't really want to understand how the opponent jumped out of his Tiangang Big Dipper Formation.
Song Qing's heart moved, and he replied subconsciously: "It's so close to the end of the world."
"So close to the horizon?" Wang Chongyang recalled that the two were clearly separated from each other just now, but they couldn't attack each other anyway. Isn't the actual distance between the two of them just like the distance between the sky and the horizon? When his cultivation level reached his level, he suddenly realized something and couldn't help it. He praised, "Good move! According to legend, Dongfang Bubai, the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect, is number one, but with this trick, the title of number one should also fall on you."
What is Wang Chongyang's status? Once he opens his golden mouth, if people in the world know about it, Song Qing will become the number one in the world for sure.
Song Qing didn't answer, but she was just being silly and happy, but she thought in her heart: Anyway, Dongfang Muxue is one of her own, and whoever wins the first place will be counted as fat and water will not flow to outsiders.
Who knew that Wang Chongyang changed the subject at this time: "But you are a bit unkind, why did you bring troops to destroy my Quanzhen Sect?" Not urgent.
Song Qing laughed: "I can't help myself, the imperial court has assigned me this job, so I have no room to refuse."
Wang Chongyang snorted coldly: "It's enough for you to bluff others, and you want to lie to me? Now that you have become the king of the Jin Kingdom and the commander of the capital, you have both civil and military power in one body, and even the emperor of the Jin Kingdom may not be comparable to you."
Song Qing said with a wry smile: "Before King Hailing rebelled, after a firefight, several leaders of the court were all killed. The emperor, the kings of Taizong's lineage, the clan kings, and the three major families checked and balanced each other. We The one who was pushed to this position by being driven out of the market is just a name, so how can he have any real power?"
Of course he would not tell the truth to Wang Chongyang, otherwise he worked so hard to seize the power of the Jin Kingdom, but turned into serving the Song Dynasty. He would not do such a business of losing his wife and losing his army.